Distancing Ourselves (ON HOLD)

Distancing Ourselves (ON HOLD)

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Lucy McKinley was on the edge, and she was about to fall. Every day was a losing battle against the monsters that had consumed every inch of her mind and her soul. She couldn't drown them out, they never seemed to be silenced or even be made less prominent by anything other than the feel of cold metal against her warm skin or the bitter taste of the pills as one too many slid down her throat. Some people would say she was addicted to the pain, but that was not the truth. She was addicted to the sweet silence that they offered her, regardless of the fact they were very dangerous things to dabble with for only a few hours of relief, she was willing to take it. It wasn't the best release, but it was the ONLY release. Until she met him. He didn't only silence her demons. He took them away - or so she thought. This boy became her fairytale, but as everyone knows, every fairytale must come to an end, be it a happy ending or... well, not so much. Is Aaron Lord the saviour that she believes him to be? Or is he that thing - that tiny little thing - that will push her over the edge? A heartbreaking tale of a life gone wrong, and a relationship gone worse.
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"Kassauni, there is more to life than continuous pain and suffering. I am sure you know that, and no one is asking you to go through it alone," She told me. I took a long drag from the blunt and held it in my lungs before releasing it. "Whatever yah talk 'bout sound like a fairy tale and mi nuh want yuh feel like me is a problem fi yuh fix," I stated, staring into her eyes. She frowned, deeply. "You need to talk to someone, or me. I am here for you if you need anything." Her voice came out softer than usual. "Rosalia, left that. It nuh concern yuh," I told her. She hissed her teeth and slapped the blunt out of my hand. "Mi try talk to yuh, but if yuh nah go at least try to get help then mi nuh need fi deh here. Stay by yuhself since a that yuh fucking want." She turned and started walking away. // He was abandoned by his parents. Time and time again they let him down, not realizing that each time it was draining him. He isn't the most sentimental guy, probably one of the most nonchalant and controlling people you've ever met. She was sweet and came from what people would call the perfect family. In a short time, she made him indecisive and question himself. Peeled away every armor he had shielding his insecurities. She broke him but stood by him while he rebuilt himself into a better man. The man he always wanted to be. The man he knew she deserved. _______________________________ - Mature Content (18+) - Violence

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